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Alone with darkness

Zoe GibsonPosted by Zoe Gibson 15 Jul, 2009 12:14PM

I wrote this based on a past experience that lead to a repetitive dream that took the experince to a high level. The first 3 verses are based on reality and the last 2 are from the dream world. I don’t really like the title. Any constructive criticism welcome.

Alone with darkness.

As I stood there, faces made of wood stared back.

The cries of animals echoed all around me.

The fingers of darkness lay in wait,

And all I can do is stare back.



I am caught in a hurricane of emotion,

Fed by the emptiness all around me.

The fingers of darkness closing in,

And all I can do is stare back.



The moon gazes down on me,

But cannot penetrate the night.

The fingers of darkness grasp me,

And all I can do is stare back.



The darkness crushing me,

Building pressure, weighing me down.

The fingers of darkness strangles me,

My struggles in vein.



I cease to compete ,

My mind winds down.

The fingers of darkness break me,

And I see the orb of the night's steady glow.